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Wen Lan had just closed her eyes when a piercing phone call rang.

It turned out to be Jiang Jingci, who lived in the bedroom next door.

Jiang Jingci drank white wine with Yu's father tonight, and was drunk when he came back from "No. 9". Wen Lan would not answer the phone at this time if she had a brain cell.

Soon, Jiang Jingci sent another WeChat video request. Wen Lan turned her phone to silent and turned it upside down on the bedside table.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Lan had no intention of opening the door, so she covered her ears and huddled in the quilt.

"Lan Lan, open the door, I have something to tell you--" Jiang Jingci's drunken voice sounded at the door.

The knock on the door lasted less than a minute, and Jiang Guan's consolation came from outside, "Don't make noise, Sister Lan must be asleep if she doesn't open the door! You drank a lot at night, go back to the bedroom to rest first, and talk about it tomorrow if there is anything!"

Jiang Jingci muttered something that Wen Lan didn't hear clearly, but the door became quiet.

Wen Lan couldn't fall asleep because she was thinking about Xie Yansheng. She picked up her phone and saw Jiang Guan's call flashing on it.

She was afraid that it was Jiang Jingci calling, so she didn't answer it.

Jiang Guan sent another WeChat voice message, "Sister Lan, Lao Jiang has already fallen asleep in the bedroom. I know you are not asleep, call me back!"

This guy is really smart!

Wen Lan called Jiang Guan, and Jiang Guan smiled and called Sister Lan.

She said "um" guiltily, "Let me call you back, is there something?"

"Nothing——" Jiang Guan was stunned for a moment, and asked in a mature tone far beyond his peers, "I'm just curious, you and Lao Jiang have obtained the marriage certificate, why do you still sleep in separate rooms?"

Wen Lan didn't expect him to ask this, and was instantly speechless.

"You don't like Lao Jiang, but you have to marry him." Jiang Guan said slowly, "But Lao Jiang wants to marry you. He knows you don't love him, but he is willing to gamble the happiness of the rest of his life."

"You are right, it is true." Facing such a transparent young man, Wen Lan can only be honest.

"Lao Jiang has always preferred to be alone in love, and he must have thought carefully about letting you be Mrs. Jiang. I completely understand that you don't love Lao Jiang now, but I hope you can take the patience to manage your marriage with Lao Jiang, so that Yangyang and I can have a warm and harmonious home."

Jiang Guan's tender voice is deep and deep that is inconsistent with his age.

"I will try my best." Wen Lan said against her conscience, not wanting to hurt Jiang Guan's heart.

"I believe you, Sister Lan." Jiang Guan's tone is full of uncontrollable excitement.

After ending the call, Wen Lan watched a short video for a while and fell asleep.

The next morning, Wen Lan flew to Shanghai with Jiang Jingci.

The two of them argued for nearly half an hour about whether to go to Shanghai to take wedding photos or not.

Wen Lan was afraid of being laughed at by Jiang Guan and the nanny, so she kept restraining her anger and voice.

No matter what reason Wen Lan gave, Jiang Jingci said coldly: You have to go even if you don't want to!

The flight to Shanghai lasted for an hour and a half, and the two of them were in a cold war throughout the whole journey.

Jiang Jingci was very tough this time and did not deliberately bring up the topic to show her goodwill.

After landing, Jiang Jingci's friends came to pick them up and sent them to a star-rated hotel.

When Wen Lan took out her ID card and waited to check in, Jiang Jingci's friend handed the room card that had been prepared long ago to Jiang Jingci.

Wen Lan saw it clearly, just a room card!

Jiang Jingci's friend was also a busy person, and his mobile phone kept ringing. Jiang Jingci smiled and ordered him to leave.

Before leaving, the friend started a dinner appointment mode with Jiang Jingci and Wen Lan, saying that he had booked a table at the most famous private restaurant in Shanghai yesterday and would welcome them in the evening.

Jiang Jingci guessed that Wen Lan didn't want to go, and told his friend that he would go if he was not busy at that time.

When her friend left the hotel, Wen Lan did not rush upstairs, but handed her ID card to the front desk, preparing to get a single room for herself.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jingci reached out and took her ID card, carrying two suitcases and walked directly into the elevator.

She chased into the elevator and asked Jiang Jingci for his ID card, "Your friend only booked one room, it's not convenient to live together, I'll book another one."

Jiang Jingci was very angry at her actions, put her ID card in his suit pocket, and stared at her deeply: "You are here to take wedding photos, how long are you going to escape?"

"You said you would respect me before the wedding!" She argued.

"From the time we met until now, I have always respected you. But please respect my feelings and physical needs!" Jiang Jingci said mercilessly.

At this time, the elevator door opened, Jiang Jingci ignored her, and carried the two suitcases out of the elevator.

Wen Lan got angry, pressed the elevator closing button, and went to the first floor of the hotel again, and booked a standard room with her electronic ID card.

She was particularly resistant to taking wedding photos with Jiang Jingci.

She couldn't accept sharing a room with Jiang Jingci, so she could only choose to escape!

She didn't know how long she could compete with Jiang Jingci with just this little cleverness!

But if she didn't do this, she would feel ashamed of Xie Yansheng who took the bullet for her.

Her room was ten floors away from Jiang Jingci's room. When Jiang Jingci knocked on the door, she opened the door immediately.

Jiang Jingci handed her ID card and suitcase to her, and looked at her with strong and suppressed anger, "Pack up and go to 'Flower Field Wedding' right away."

She took it, said "OK" in a low voice, and closed the door.

Jiang Jingci did not leave her floor, but stood at the stairs to smoke.

His friend booked a suite of over 100 square meters for him, and asked Wen Lan to live in it, just to satisfy his vanity. Before the wedding, he never thought of touching her.

But Wen Lan didn't understand his thoughts!

In fact, it's not that she didn't understand, but she didn't want to understand at all!

He felt more and more ridiculous, pitiful, and pathetic——

Jiang Jingci, Jiang Jingci, when did you become a shameless licking dog?

The phone call interrupted his thoughts. Seeing that it was Mr. Xie, he hurriedly clicked on it and said "Hello" in a low voice.

"Jiang Jingci, when are you going to marry the woman named Wen?" Mr. Xie asked angrily.

"There are still 27 days before the wedding." Jiang Jingci flicked the ash off his cigarette and chuckled, "Could it be that the old man can't wait and wants to give me a wedding gift as soon as possible?"

"I won't be at peace until the woman surnamed Wen marries you." Old Master Xie said angrily, "Twenty-seven days is too long, marry her within half a month!"

"Since you said so, I must give you this face." Jiang Jingci thought for a moment, "Let's move the wedding forward to next Saturday, are you satisfied with this?"

"It's a deal." Old Master Xie breathed a sigh of relief, "In return, I will give you a decent gift."

"You're welcome!" Jiang Jingci was about to ask about Xie Yansheng's news, but Old Master Xie had hung up the phone.